[Urban] Clouds and Rain (Complete) - 6

Chapter Seven.

Last night's torrential rain brought much-needed coolness to the sweltering summer of Dongdu, even carrying a hint of chill. Some overcast clouds still lingered in the sky, constantly churning and shifting into various shapes. A cool breeze swept through the park along the Wuyi River, rustling countless fallen petals and flowers. Beneath the tall banyan trees and the flowerbeds on either side lay even more broken branches and petals, all knocked down by last night's downpour, clinging to the black mud, their vibrant colors faded.

Lu Siyun, wearing a light green dress, sat alone on a park bench, her long, black hair disheveled by the wind. Her beautiful face was expressionless, her eyes no longer sparkling but like still, lifeless pools. This girl, who never skipped class, was absent from the classroom for the first time in her life.

Last night's events were unprecedented in her 18 years of uneventful life; one could say that none of the upheavals in her 18 years had been as intense as last night's.

In the girl's heart, her most beautiful first night should have been on the most beautiful day of her life, in her happy new home, on her magnificent wedding bed, after shedding her sacred wedding dress, shyly handing herself over to her life partner. But reality was that the father who should have lovingly taken her hand and handed her over to his life partner on that day had brutally stolen her most precious night last night.

In the stormy night of last night, a scene that often appeared in the girl's nightmares became reality, only the victim was herself, not her mother. The woman's painful cries and the man's howls of unrestrained desire, which had been hallucinations in her dreams, now echoed in her ears. She struggled, she resisted, she desperately twisted her body, but this only fueled the man's frenzied possession of her.

She tried to escape, but what bound her was the tie she had bought herself—the first time she had ever bought something for a man. The nervousness, the shyness, and the hidden sweetness in her heart at that time were still vivid in her mind.

She secretly saved her scholarship money, wanting to buy something for that person herself, though she couldn't explain why. Now, all of this had become the most horrifying memory.

Lu Zhiyuan wasn't her biological father, but his demeanor, his extensive knowledge, and his humble and cautious attitude had always been a role model for Siyun. His wholehearted love for her and her sister was Siyun's warmest haven after waking up from nightmares.

Now everything had changed. If she could, Lu Siyun really wanted to forget everything from last night. In her daze, she still vaguely felt that it was all a nightmare, just like usual, and that as soon as the sun rose and she opened her eyes, everything would be over. But the red marks and purple bruises on her body, especially the tearing pain between her legs, clearly told her that she wouldn't wake up this time, because the nightmare was right beside her.

What should she do? Go to the police to catch that person and make her family the headline news; or live on as if nothing had happened, obediently being a good daughter and waiting for her wedding day; no, she would go crazy.

In her grief, she even contemplated suicide, but then she thought of her younger sister. What should she do? Should she bear the consequences of this family's disintegration and moral collapse?

Poor sister, she knows nothing now. She shouldn't be dragged into this completely unreasonable conflict, shouldn't become a victim of a broken family despised by society.

She gripped the hem of her skirt at her knees, her mood growing increasingly agitated and pained. What had happened between that person and her mother? Didn't he love her so much? Why was he treating her like this? Lu Siyun's young mind couldn't comprehend the reasons at all.

A chill ran down her knees as a whirlwind carrying scraps of paper swept past her, ruffling her slightly disheveled long hair. The pale green skirt clinging to her calves swayed weakly in the wind. Her face was pale, her lower lip, bitten tightly, had long since lost its color. The girl's hands gripped the hem of her skirt, her fingertips turning white, her beautiful, bright eyes becoming dull and lifeless, motionless for several minutes.

As she sat quietly on the stone bench in the corner, lost in thought, a boy's voice suddenly rang out above her head, "Hey? Isn't this Siyun? What are you doing here?"

Lu Siyun slowly turned her head, as slowly as a machine that hadn't been oiled in a long time. She looked at the boy beside her who seemed vaguely familiar, but couldn't remember who he was at all.

Seeing the expression on the girl's face, Li Gang understood his predicament. He chuckled, "I'm Li Gang. We went to karaoke together last night."

Last night? This simple qualifier made Lu Siyun's heart clench. Yes, maybe if she had just gone home with Xin Xin to sleep last night, or even just stayed out all night with them, nothing would have happened. Good heavens, why did she choose to go home?

Lu Siyun's expression changed slightly before returning to normal, which made Li Gang, who had been hoping to strike up a conversation, feel a pang of frustration. This girl was too hard to woo; she was acting like a complete idiot.

However, after seeing Si Yun's beautiful face up close for the first time, Li Gang still felt it was worth it. Pride is a beautiful woman's right, after all. The campus belle of Dongda University should have a bit of arrogance; that's what makes it interesting. Besides, maybe this girl is just playing hard to get, like that girl from the maritime college last time. She started off all high and mighty, but in the end, after he thrust his big dick into her, she was calling him "brother" and "husband" until her voice was hoarse.

Looking at the grinning, lecherous boy in front of her, Si Yun had no desire to chat. She lowered her eyes, bowed her head, and stood up as if to leave. Just as she stood up, a tearing pain shot through her private parts, and with every step, she could feel the stinging pain from the friction.

"Siyun, what's wrong?"

The other person's coldness was somewhat unexpected for Li Gang, and her unresponsive departure annoyed him. He was one of the most handsome guys at the university, after all. However, his experience quickly alerted him to Siyun's discomfort. He followed closely behind, using the opportunity to carefully observe this most difficult yet alluring girl he'd ever encountered.

Last night, Lu Zhiyuan hadn't been overly demanding; otherwise, Siyun probably wouldn't have been able to get out of bed this morning.

However, the psychological impact of losing her virginity, coupled with the embarrassment of her sensitive spot, made her feel even more uncomfortable. The university's beauty queen, head bowed and eyebrows furrowed, completely ignored Li Gang, silently walking along the stone path towards the park gate.

After watching Siyun's abnormal gait for a while—her slightly clenched and trembling legs, and her swaying hips—Li Gang suddenly realized: the girl had lost her virginity? Good heavens, who the hell has such good luck? Could it be someone who did it last night? Ugh, I should have gone with her too. Damn it, just thinking about it makes him stomp his feet and sigh. Why can't I have such good fortune?

But this also gave Li Gang an unexpected sense of relief. Originally, Lu Siyun had an outstanding temperament and was the school beauty of a prestigious university, making him, a kid from a third-rate school, feel inferior in his heart. But now she's no longer the original, her value has plummeted, and in Li Gang's mind, there's no difference between them anymore. Since someone else has taken advantage of her, why be reserved? Does she think her little pussy is so precious? Let me have some fun, what's wrong with that?

Thinking of this, he glanced up and realized that Siyun had already fallen several steps behind him. He hurriedly ran up to her, grinning, "Siyun, don't walk so fast, wait for me!"

Lu Siyun felt that she was having the worst day ever. It really was true that misfortunes never come singly. Where did this grinning boy come from, and why did he have to choose today to bother her?

Seeing that the girl was still ignoring her, Li Gang turned and took a step to the side, instantly standing in front of Siyun. The girl stopped abruptly, almost bumping into him.

"You?"

Lu Siyun looked at him directly for the first time and found that Li Gang's lecherous eyes were constantly scanning her body, making her feel uncomfortable all over. His naked gaze seemed to want to tear off her clothes.

Seeing the woman's slightly displeased expression, Li Gang completely ignored it, continuing to block Si Yun's path with his body, still grinning and saying, "I'm not you, my name is Li Gang. There's a nice coffee shop over there, let's go sit for a while and chat. You'll object, right? You can tell me anything that's bothering you, I'm a great listener."

Listening to his incessant rambling, his tall body kept moving back and forth, blocking her way. Lu Si Yun was almost driven to tears, tears welling up in her eyes. Why was she so unlucky today, encountering such a bastard? She kept shifting left and right, trying to get rid of this jerk, the tearing sensation in her groin becoming more and more obvious.

"Ah!"

With a sudden step, she almost twisted her delicate ankle, letting out a muffled groan of pain. The sudden pain forced Si Yun to stop her dodge, bending down to clutch her twisted ankle.

"Siyun, are you alright?"

Li Gang took a step forward and took the opportunity to put his hands on Siyun's shoulders, his eyes darting furtively towards the gap peeking out from the girl's collar.

"I'm fine,"

Lu Siyun frowned, hoping to shake off his hands, but Li Gang not only didn't let go, but instead started fidgeting with his fingers, taking advantage of the girl.

Just as Lu Siyun was getting annoyed and about to cry from anger, she heard hurried footsteps behind her. Before she could turn around, a familiar voice came from beside her, "Siyun, what's wrong?"

With the voice, a tall figure ran over from the edge of the path. Zhou Ming, a senior in college, had found an internship at Yuanda Securities. After finishing his work at the company in the morning, he planned to go back to school to continue his graduation thesis. While taking a shortcut in Jiangbin Park, he suddenly noticed a familiar figure, and there was a strange boy in front of her.

Just as Siyun was overwhelmed with emotion, tears welling in her reddened eyes, her savior finally arrived. Overjoyed, the girl quickly straightened up, hid behind him, and secretly tugged at his sleeve, whispering, "I...I want to go back to school."

Zhou Ming hadn't expected such a strong reaction from Siyun. Glancing at Li Gang in front of him, he roughly understood the reason. A surge of anger rose within him. He straightened up, glared at Li Gang, and raised his voice, "Who are you?"

Li Gang saw a boy of similar build approaching, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the park security guards walking towards them. He knew he wouldn't have another chance to bother Siyun today. Touching his nose, he said, "I just wanted to take her back to school. Looks like she doesn't need me."

With that, he whistled, hummed off-key R&B, and turned to leave with a nonchalant air.

Watching him leave, Zhou Ming turned back, asking anxiously, "Are you alright, Siyun?"

He looked her up and down several times, checking for any signs of injury.

"I'm fine,"

Lu Siyun shook her head, looking up at her "savior," and said softly, "Thank you, Brother Zhou."

"It's nothing,"

Siyun's thanks made Zhou Ming a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and said, "Be careful next time you go out. Girls should be careful when they're alone."

Seeing a few strands of black hair hanging down Siyun's slightly haggard face, Zhou Ming felt a pang of tenderness and couldn't help but brush them away, gathering them back on her head.

But he didn't expect that this slightly intimate gesture would make Siyun unable to hold back any longer. Tears welled up in her reddened eyes and streamed down her cheeks. The boy panicked immediately, "Are you... are you alright...?"

Before he could apologize, Lu Siyun threw herself into his arms and burst into tears.

The strong facade the girl had maintained all morning crumbled instantly under the boy's gentle touch. She clung to Zhou Ming's tall frame, like a small boat finding shelter after a storm, letting out a torrent of pent-up pain, frustration, and anxiety.

Zhou Ming was startled at first, instinctively glancing around before looking at the petite body trembling before him. His eyes softened with tenderness, and a slight smile played on his lips. His arms around her back trembled slightly, his fingers hesitating before finally gently stroking her back, carefully encircling her like a fragile porcelain doll.

This wasn't the first time Si Yun had been held in a man's arms, but unlike the care and affection of her elders, she felt a strange warmth and solidity, an indescribable feeling welling up inside her.

After what seemed like an eternity, Lu Si Yun finally stopped crying. She wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand and slowly pulled away from Zhou Ming's chest. She gently bit her lip, her tense nerves relaxing. Two blushes rose to her cheeks, her fragrant cheeks flushed. Still relying on her hands? How could that be pleasurable? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video, Fan Bingbing's lower body realistically molded, highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large-particle protrusions, close to the female physiological structure, experience a more realistic feeling... Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

"Brother Zhou, I'm... I'm sorry."

When she shyly apologized to him, Zhou Ming followed her gaze and realized that his shirt was already wet with tears.

"It's nothing,"

seeing his beloved lower her head, her cheeks flushed as she apologized, the unprecedented ambiguous atmosphere between them made Zhou Ming feel a little shy and uncomfortable. However, more joy and a spontaneous desire to protect her rose in his chest. To be able to protect such a girl for a lifetime, wouldn't that be a kind of happiness?

"Hmm, here you go."

Zhou Ming took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed it to her.

Siyun lowered her head to take the money, thanked him softly, pulled out a bill, carefully wiped her cheek, tidied her slightly messy hair, and then raised her head, a shy smile appearing on her beautiful face.

Zhou Ming was momentarily stunned. Lu Siyun's already watery eyes were even brighter after being washed by tears, like the clear, transparent water of a lake after the rain. Although her eyes were still a little red and swollen, coupled with her flushed cheeks and shy expression, she gave off a captivating and pitiful beauty.

"Siyun, shall I take you back to school?"

Zhou Ming wisely refrained from asking why Lu Siyun was crying. He certainly didn't think that Li Gang's harassment alone would make the girl so upset, but even if he really wanted to know, he figured the reserved Siyun wouldn't tell him. It was better to act like a generous gentleman; perhaps that would win the beauty's heart.

His guess was right. Hearing his considerate words, Siyun smiled gratefully, then hesitated for a moment before slowly saying in her crystal-clear voice, "If Brother Zhou isn't busy, could you accompany me to the hospital? I want to see my mother."

She didn't know why she invited Zhou Ming to the hospital, but she just wanted him by her side to give her a sense of security.

Zhou Ming was naturally delighted and nodded quickly, "Sure, I'm free right now, I can accompany you to visit your aunt."

"Thank you, Brother Zhou," Lu Siyun said softly, a shy smile on her lips. Just as she lifted her foot, her twisted ankle made the girl frown again.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Ming looked at her anxiously, scanning Siyun from head to toe, finally fixing his gaze on the girl's left foot. "Let me see."

Zhou Ming quickly squatted down and carefully took off Si Yun's floral cloth shoe on her left foot, rolled up her white sock, and saw that the girl's small and delicate ankle was only slightly red and not swollen. He was relieved and looked up to say, "It's okay, it's not a sprain, it's just a twist."

At this moment, Lu Siyun didn't know what to say. She hadn't had time to stop Zhou Ming's actions, so she could only hold his shoulder with one hand and press down on her skirt with the other, her cheeks flushed as she watched his movements. Seeing his worried expression, a sweet feeling welled up in her heart.

Zhou Ming looked up and noticed the girl's shy expression, realizing the abruptness of his actions. Siyun's small foot was in his palm, smaller than his hand. Unlike women who wore high heels all the time, Zhou Ming couldn't feel any calluses or calluses through the white silk stockings. Her soft, boneless feet were delicate and slender, emanating a faint fragrance from the stockings, making him want to play with them.

"Brother Zhou, can we go now?"

Hearing Siyun's soft reminder, the boy finally reacted, quickly releasing her foot and standing up, saying, "Okay, okay, we'll go now."

His clumsy appearance made Lu Siyun unable to help but chuckle.

Upon arriving at Aimin Hospital, passing the main building, although it was already evening and darkness fell exceptionally quickly without the sun, people seeking medical treatment were still coming and going in droves.

Lu Siyun and Zhou Ming weaved through the crowd to the inpatient department at the back, where it was much quieter. The light gray inpatient building gave people a sense of peace and tranquility. The two entered the building and took the elevator to the fifth floor, where Jia Xinjie's ward was located. The clean corridor was empty, with only the bright white ceiling lights illuminating the space.

When Lu Siyun pushed open the door to ward 509, she immediately saw an incredibly familiar figure standing beside her mother's bed, and she couldn't help but tremble.

Lu Zhiyuan stood by his wife's bedside, his face expressionless, simply gazing silently at the face he had seen for eleven years. Yet, another similar face, but even more youthful and innocent, surfaced in his mind. Last night, she cried out during his frantic actions, her fair body repeatedly violated in futile struggles.

When he got out of bed, clutching his throbbing head, the girl was nowhere to be found. Her phone was switched off no matter how many times he called. Only the bloodstains on the sheets, like red plum blossoms, reminded Lu Zhiyuan that this was not a dream.

Lying on the bed, filled with his daughter's sweet fragrance and the scent of bodily fluids, his mind was a jumbled mess, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Lu Zhiyuan, who had always doted on his daughters and treated them like precious jewels, never imagined that he would be Siyun's first time. He was there for Siyun's first time in junior high, her first time in high school, and her first time in university. But he never expected that he would be there for Siyun's first time becoming a woman, even personally participating in the experience.

He was nervous because this girl wasn't as cheerful and lively as Siyu; she was introverted and quiet, and didn't know how to express her emotions, so she might do something foolish. He was worried because a girl's first time must be very painful, and she might be clumsy afterwards. It had rained last night, and traffic accidents were frequent, so there was a risk of danger. He was sad; a girl's first time should be a dream, but his drunken brutality had completely destroyed Siyu's beautiful expectations. Perhaps this child would be afraid of men for the rest of her life.

However, Lu Zhiyuan felt no remorse whatsoever, which even surprised himself. As a father, he had been a beast, defiling his own daughter. Shouldn't he be struck by lightning? At this moment, he felt he had to atone with death to atone for his unforgivable act.

His greatest feeling at this moment was satisfaction, a full sense of fulfillment that enveloped his heart, as if a large hole in his heart had been filled. Just like that voice told him, she now belonged to him, forever, and he would never lose her again, never feel the pain of separation.

Just like the actions he had witnessed and committed before, direct plunder might be the only effective means in this world, both in society and in the business world. If he had learned this earlier in his family life, Xin Jie might not have had the opportunity to act that way.

The most fundamental thing in this world is violence, the simplest, most direct, and least painful thing for him. Everything he has is earned through hard work, and he has learned the laws of violence.

"Hahaha!"

Thinking of this, Lu Zhiyuan lay on the bed laughing uncontrollably. After finally stopping his laughter, he got up, washed, dressed, and slammed the door shut behind him, leaving the room that held memories of the previous night.

He called Si Yun's dormitory and several close friends, but couldn't find her, so he went straight to the hospital. Lu Zhiyuan wasn't quite sure why he came here. Was it to inform that woman, apologize, or show off? He himself couldn't understand it. For someone as disciplined as him, such behavior was extremely rare.

At this moment, Lu Zhiyuan just wanted to stand beside the woman who had changed his life, regardless of whether she could answer him or even glance at him. He held a string of pink and white pearls in his hand, quietly watching the woman lying on the hospital bed, the woman others called Mrs. Lu.

That's what the nurse on duty had called her. From her clear eyes, Lu Zhiyuan could clearly discern the girl's envy and longing for sweet, faithful love; unfortunately, the filth and ugliness of the world were beyond her comprehension. After dismissing the nurse, he stood by the bed, unconsciously turning the pearls in his hand one by one, like turning the beads of a rosary. The

white hospital room, the peaceful woman on the bed, the husband silently watching over her—a beautiful scene to outsiders—changed the moment the girl opened the door.

Seeing that slender figure appear in the doorway, Lu Zhiyuan felt a surge of joy. Even though he had made countless judgments and analyses in his mind, and it seemed that Siyun wouldn't be surprised, seeing his daughter in person made his heart slowly return to normal.

But when Lu Zhiyuan saw Zhou Ming walking behind Lu Siyun, the smile that had just appeared on his lips froze. The way this boy looked at Siyun was exactly the same as the way he had looked at Jia Xinjie back then; there was a figure in that world. Something suddenly gripped the man's heart, like countless fine threads wrapped around his chest, making even breathing feel constricted.

The spring breeze in his eyes instantly turned into a cold winter's chill. Lu Zhiyuan gave Siyun a cold look, and that simple eye contact with her father made the stunned girl shiver involuntarily.

"Dad..."

Seeing Lu Zhiyuan in the room, the usually obedient Lu Siyun was like a short-circuited doll this time. Her lips trembled slightly, but she could only utter a simple syllable before falling silent.

Thinking the girl was nervous because it was her first time being introduced to her family, Zhou Ming decided to bravely help her out. He tried to maintain a relaxed smile and approached Lu Zhiyuan, who was walking towards him. He politely said in what he thought was the most natural tone, "Uncle Lu, hello, nice to meet you. My name is Zhou Ming."

Facing the young man who bowed to him, Lu Zhiyuan pressed his thumb on a pearl on his necklace, twisting it from side to side. He glanced at his daughter, who stood somewhat bewildered in the doorway, and forcefully pulled the pearl into his palm, calmly saying, "Hello."

A few seconds later, Zhou Ming found himself in an awkward situation. Lu Zhiyuan didn't continue the conversation, giving him a chance to answer, and Siyun behind him made no move to introduce him or speak. He could only stand there dumbfounded opposite Lu Zhiyuan, who seemed to have no intention of engaging in conversation with him.

Zhou Ming could only manage an awkward laugh, his words somewhat disjointed, "Heh, Uncle, Siyun and I met in the park. She was coming to see Aunt, so I brought her here. Hehe." "Oh, I see."

Lu Zhiyuan nodded calmly and said, "Then thank you very much, young man. Let's have a meal together sometime, and I'll thank you again."

"No, no."

Zhou Ming quickly waved his hand, "No need, Uncle. It's nothing."

"Alright, then I won't take up any more of your time. You go ahead with your work."

Lu Zhiyuan said casually.

Hearing the obvious dismissal from the other party, Zhou Ming felt an overwhelming sense of loss and frustration. He glanced back at Lu Siyun; the girl's face was blank, showing no intention of helping him out.

"Goodbye, Uncle Lu; goodbye, Siyun."

Zhou Ming could only say goodbye to the Lu family father and daughter, leaving in tears. Siyun, standing beside him, was so stunned that she didn't even say goodbye.

At this moment, Lu Siyun's attention was entirely on her father. As Lu Zhiyuan walked towards her step by step, her breathing became rapid, her heart pounded, and the tips of her clasped fingers turned white.

"Where did you go?"

Lu Zhiyuan's tall figure had already reached the door, and he slammed the door shut. Lu Siyun's heart clenched with a thud as the door closed.

"I...I went to the park."

Siyun trembled involuntarily, not knowing what she had done wrong. She only felt that Lu Zhiyuan's voice was like a dark cloud pressing down on the city, with rumbling thunder hidden beneath.

"Who is that kid?"

Lu Zhiyuan's eyes were fixed on Siyun's beautiful eyes, as if trying to see something in them.

"He...he's my senior."

The girl didn't understand why her father was looking at her like that. She felt that Lu Zhiyuan's figure completely loomed over her, his aura surrounding her, this invisible pressure making it hard for her to breathe.

"Senior?"

Lu Zhiyuan's voice became strange, this cold, mocking tone Siyun had never heard her father speak before. "Is that your new boyfriend?"

"Dad, you..."

The girl felt she couldn't understand what this man she had called "Dad" for ten years was saying.

"You brought him back to show me on purpose, didn't you?"

Lu Zhiyuan's face completely darkened, many thoughts flashing through his mind. Yes, of course his daughter would get married, she would belong to someone else. A turbulent storm raged within him, flashes of sharp lightning emanating from beneath the churning clouds of his mind.

"You and your mother are truly ungrateful women,"

the man murmured, hissing as he rubbed the beaded necklace in his palm.

"What happened between you and Mom? Why are you blaming her? What did she do wrong?"

Lu Siyun mustered her courage and asked loudly. She couldn't understand why Lu Zhiyuan, who loved his mother so much, would suddenly become so enraged at the mere mention

of her name, so unlike his usual self. Seeing Lu Siyun's clenched fists, her usual refined demeanor gone, roaring at him like a little lioness to protect that woman, Lu Zhiyuan felt every cell in his body tremble, every cell burning with flames. Those flames surged and surged within him, threatening to erupt. His breath grew hot, every pore radiating heat. He was utterly enraged by the situation.

Lu Zhiyuan suddenly turned around, swung his arm, and forcefully threw the necklace in his hand onto Jia Xinjie's bed. With a "thud," the necklace hit the thin blanket covering Xinjie heavily.

"Mom!"

Although the necklace wasn't heavy, her father's action still startled Siyun, who screamed. The moment Lu Zhiyuan threw it, she held her breath in shock, her fists clenched tightly against her chest. She immediately ran around Lu Zhiyuan to the bedside, carefully checking if Xinjie had been injured. Only when she found no bruises or bleeding did she relax.

Only then did she realize that Lu Zhiyuan's tall figure was already behind her. Before Lu Siyun could fully turn around, she was pulled into his arms. In her panic, she struggled but couldn't shake off his iron-like arms; the difference in strength between men and women was obvious.

Lu Zhiyuan lowered his head, looking at the frail girl in his arms, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I'll let you know who you should listen to."

With that, his stubble-covered lips pressed hard against Siyun's petal-like pink lips.

"Dad, um, no..."

The shadow that had been lingering in her heart once again enveloped her entire body; last night's nightmare resurfaced from the depths of her mind. Her father's low voice carried an unprecedented chilling quality. Startled by the kiss, Lu Siyun froze, too afraid to move. Lu Zhiyuan didn't know why he suddenly kissed his daughter, but instinct told him that only this way could he keep the person he cared about. Indeed, as if confirming this thought, when his lips met the girl's pink lips, the unease and anger in his heart seemed to lessen considerably, like a drowning person grabbing onto a piece of floating grass—even knowing it wasn't secure, it still gave him a sense of security.

Under Lu Zhiyuan's guidance, their lips intertwined and pressed together. The sweet, cloying taste of the Dongda University beauty's lips filled his mouth. The man wanted more; his tongue broke through the girl's lips, wanting to taste the deeper sweetness. However, Lu Siyun's jaw was clenched tightly, perhaps out of fear or terror. He couldn't pry her teeth open no

matter how many times he tried. Lu Zhiyuan's burning desire couldn't wait any longer. His mouth and nose were filled with the fragrance emanating from his daughter's smooth face, and his lust continued to rise. He sucked hard on her lips, trying to take all the sweetness into his mouth, and then kissed her fair skin, from her neck all the way to her collarbone. His hands also worked together to pull down Siyun's shoulder straps so he could once again admire her perfect breasts.

"No, Dad, no..."

Realizing her father's intentions, Siyun opened her mouth, which had just regained its freedom, but as soon as she cried out, she suddenly realized that this might alert the neighbors and people in the hallway, and the consequences would be unimaginable. She quickly bit her lower lip, afraid to shout.

In her panic, Lu Zhiyuan had already pulled down the straps of her dress, leaving the ruffled hem hanging limply at her waist. Her full, firm breasts, encased in a light pink bra, were once again in the man's view, the faint red marks from the previous night still visible on her white skin.

"Ah! No!"

The sudden chill on her chest and her father's naked, burning gaze caused the fear that Lu Siyun had been suppressing to surge up again. She tried with all her might to push away Lu Zhiyuan, who was pressed tightly against her. She didn't move, but with a "whoosh," the hospital bed she was leaning against shifted slightly.

Siyun's heart leaped into her throat. She hurriedly looked at her mother on the bed. For the first time in many days, she hoped her mother wouldn't wake up, please, please don't wake up.

Of course, this was impossible. Jia Xinjie simply lay quietly on the bed, serene and beautiful, with a slight smile on her lips, as if she were having a sweet dream. It was unimaginable what she would think if she woke up and saw the scene beside her bed—whether she would be angry, sad, or simply unsure of what expression to wear.

Taking advantage of Siyun's momentary distraction, Lu Zhiyuan deftly tore off his lotus-colored bra. With the removal of the cotton cups, her symmetrically large breasts sprang out, these peaks, completely disproportionate to her slender figure, reappearing before Lu Zhiyuan's eyes.

Last night, in the pitch-black night, it was impossible to see these snow-white wonders clearly; now they were clearly displayed before Lu Zhiyuan's eyes.

Even after playing with them all night, seeing them again still makes one feel that these full breasts shouldn't be on such a slender body. The towering hemispheres are like jade bowls inverted on the girl's chest, with rounded and perfect lines, and the size is so large that a man can hardly hold them in one hand.

Her nipples stood erect, showing no sign of sagging. Two tiny pink buds swayed proudly before the man's eyes, surrounded by pale pink areolas. The light color was almost imperceptible were it not for Siyun's incredibly fair skin.

Her snow-white skin was as translucent as jade, revealing faint, pale veins beneath. Lu Zhiyuan couldn't resist placing his hands on them. The visual stimulation was more than twice as intense as the feeling of touching them last night. Soft and bouncy, the cool sensation spreading from his palms was like an electric current, sending a shiver through Lu Zhiyuan's body. His already erect penis instantly pressed hard against his trousers.

This time, Siyun dared not push her father away forcefully, but she couldn't remain still either. She could only weakly pound his shoulders, a seemingly ineffective action that, to onlookers, appeared more like a girl's feigned resistance.

The two people writhing together were completely focused on each other, unaware that even the tense and frightened Siyun didn't notice that a pair of bright eyes were actually peeking through the gap in the small curtain at the doorway, watching everything inside.

Because she could skip tomorrow's classes, Lu Siyu, who was only supposed to go home on the weekend, planned to go home today for a nice meal and stop by Aimin Hospital to visit her mother. She never expected to witness this scene.

Siyu covered her mouth, which she hadn't closed, with her small hand, her beautiful eyes fixed on her sister and father's unusual behavior. With her limited knowledge, she knew what they were doing, but she couldn't understand why they were acting this way. Everything before her was beyond her comprehension and understanding.

Their actions continued. Her sister writhed in her father's arms, tilting her head back with a pained expression. Her white, creamy breasts were being squeezed by her father's large, thick hands, kneaded into various alluring shapes. Her nipples, already engorged and hard, flickered between her father's long, thick fingers, appearing and disappearing with each kneading motion.

Lu Zhiyuan's actions filled Siyun with fear and shame. She turned her head to avoid him, but the direction she turned revealed her mother on the sickbed. The thought of being violated by her father in front of her mother filled her with unbearable shame. She

could only close her eyes, but in this dark world of her own, the sensation on her chest became even more intense.

The rough lines of her father's fingertips traced across her smooth skin and sensitive nipples, sending shivers down her spine. She couldn't help but clench her thighs, her knees tightly pressed together.

But Lu Zhiyuan's further actions prevented her from even making such a small movement. His thigh, clad in trousers, forced its way between her legs, easily separating her desperately pressed knees, bringing their bodies even closer. In the midst of their intertwining, Siyun's skirt slipped down further from her waist, revealing her lotus-colored panties and the slightly raised mound of flesh on them.

"Ah?"

Siyu couldn't help but exclaim in surprise at the sight. She immediately realized that her cry might have alerted the people inside. Lu Siyu's heart pounded rapidly. She carefully took a few steps back, glanced left and right at the empty corridor, then turned and tiptoed towards the stairs like a frightened little rabbit.

She kept running, running and running, as if something was chasing her, until she reached the roadside outside the hospital. Only when she heard the footsteps of the crowd and the roar of traffic did she stop. Her chest heaved. Years of dance practice had given her long, rhythmic breathing, and this little bit of exercise wasn't enough to leave her breathless, but her panicked heart was still pounding.

Siyu calmed herself down and decided to go back to school to think things through. Just as she was walking towards the bus stop with her head down, a car horn blared beside her, startling her from her thoughts.

She turned to look at the roadside, where a white Polo sedan slowly pulled up. The window rolled down, and a beautiful woman was smiling at her, her rosy lips slightly parted as she said, "I'm sorry, I think I startled you."

"Aunt Qiuye,"

Siyu recognized the woman immediately as Murong Qiuye, the head nurse of Aimin Hospital. She was on her way home from work when she saw Lu Siyu's petite figure slowly moving along the roadside, so she pulled over, intending to give her a ride.

"What auntie? Am I that old?"

Qiuye deliberately put on a stern face, pretending to be unhappy.

Seeing that the other woman was teasing her, Siyu smiled, put her hands together, and touched her nose with her fingertips, saying, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, Sister Qiuye."

"Hehe, that's more like it,"

Qiuye smoothed her long, cloud-like hair and asked, "So, you've come to see your mother?"

"Mmm,"

Siyu nodded first, then thought for a moment and shook her head slightly from side to side.

“Alright,”

Murong Qiuye didn’t notice the girl’s unusual expression. She turned to the side and opened the back door of the car. “Get in, I’ll take you back to school.”

“Thank you, Sister Qiuye,”

Siyu stepped forward, grasped the car door handle, glanced back blankly at the still brightly lit, tall inpatient building of Aimin Hospital, and then got into the white sedan.

Inside the building, the two continued their undisturbed actions. Lu Zhiyuan pinned Siyun against the bed, his mouth still intoxicated by the girl’s full breasts, her fair breasts covered with clear, sticky saliva and bright red hickeys. He lifted his daughter’s slender left leg and fastened it to his waist. With his other hand, he deftly pulled down Siyun’s panties. The front of her trousers was already bulging, and the round shape of his erect penis could be vaguely seen through the black fabric. The man’s secreted arousal fluid had soaked into his trousers. Just as Lu Zhiyuan was about to unbutton his trousers and re-enter that intoxicating path, his gaze swept across his daughter's face, and what he saw made him suddenly stop.

Lu Siyun's face, still slightly flushed, was expressionless, her gaze fixed blankly, tears streaming down her cheeks, leaving two clear streaks. She didn't utter a sound of sobbing, only softly uttering in her throat, asking again and again, "Why, why..." Seeing

those rolling tears, Lu Zhiyuan's frenzied heart felt as if it had been struck by a boulder, leaving a deep gash. The clear tear streaks, like a torrential rain, instantly extinguished the raging fire in his heart.

The voice that had been suppressed deep within him finally had a chance to shout out: What does it have to do with her? Does hurting the person you cherish most allow you to take revenge on the one who caused you pain?

Seeing her father stop his frantic movements and slowly back away, the girl quickly brought her legs together, straightened her clothes, and stood rooted to the spot, hands over her chest, afraid to move lest she provoke him further. Lu Zhiyuan stared at the beaded necklace lying on the hospital bed for a moment, then glanced at the still unconscious Jia Xinjie, before finally looking back at his daughter.

He grabbed Siyun's slender arm and said in a low voice, "Come with me, I'll explain."

Lu Siyun was staggered out of the room. The once intense and heated hospital room instantly became quiet, leaving only a woman present but unaware of what was happening.

The evening, after a day of overcast skies, was already cool and breezy. In the mountains, the wind picked up, becoming even colder. Fortunately, Lu Zhiyuan had closed the electric windows beforehand. Siyun sat in the passenger seat, took off her shoes, and hugged her curled-up legs, saying nothing, just staring blankly at the increasingly gloomy and undulating mountain road outside the window.

Half an hour later, the car entered a villa area and stopped in front of the innermost villa.

The villa's exterior was not clearly visible under the cover of night. With the help of the distant streetlights and the dim moonlight, Lu Siyun could only vaguely make out the outline of the house. She was full of suspicion, not understanding why her father had brought her here.

"This is a villa that your mother secretly bought, a place for her to meet her lover."

Lu Zhiyuan noticed his daughter's confusion and coldly explained.

"That's impossible," her father's voice was like a thunderclap. Siyun instinctively didn't believe it, but she still bit her lip and followed Lu Zhiyuan into the villa. When she sat on the sofa and watched the DVD on the television, Lu Siyun was completely stunned. She couldn't believe that the wanton woman on the screen was her mother. Her instincts were to think of a stand-in or editing, but her familiarity with her mother and the mother-daughter bond made her feel that the woman on the screen was her mother—Jia Xinjie.

As the discs played, Siyun's face grew paler. On the fourth disc, she suddenly stood up, staggered to the machine, and after frantically pressing buttons without success, forcefully pulled out the television's plug.

The girl glanced back at Lu Zhiyuan, who stood beside her with his arms crossed, watching with her. Her father's face was expressionless, only his deep eyes flashed with an unreadable light. Siyun opened her mouth to say something, but found she couldn't hear anything at all. Then, suddenly, her limbs went weak,

and everything went black. The instant her daughter collapsed, Lu Zhiyuan, noticing something was wrong, immediately rushed to her side, catching her as she fell. He touched her forehead; it was burning hot. The rape in the cold night and the unbearable sorrow of the previous night had already overwhelmed the already weakened girl. Now, the immense mental shock was the final straw that broke her back.

In the darkness, Lu Siyun was once again plunged into an endless nightmare. In her dreams, her mother's lewd cries, her father's anger, and her and her sister's helpless weeping recurred repeatedly. Every time a beautiful memory appeared, it was instantly shattered, fragments flying everywhere. She ran desperately, desperately trying to gather them, but the fragments in her hands shattered again and again, until they could no longer be pieced together.

The heat in her body also constantly tormented her; the feeling of being soaked in a steamer was unbearable. But every time she kicked off the blanket, it quickly wrapped her up again. Until a large mouth pressed against her lips, feeding her mouthfuls of hot ginger soup, forcing her to swallow. Then, he held her tightly in his arms, giving her new support.

Slowly, her whole body warmed up, and slowly, the nightmare disappeared, and Lu Siyun fell into a deep sleep.

She didn't know how much time had passed before the girl woke up. The sky outside was still pitch black. Her heavy head felt clear, but her arms, which she tried to use to sit up, had no strength. Siyun could only lie on the bed, looking around the not-so-large bedroom. From the faint scent of jasmine and the beautiful life-size photo above her, she quickly determined that this must be the master bedroom of her mother's villa, and of course, the bedroom of that person named Yu Wang.

Lu Siyun now understood everything. Why her usually rational and gentle father had become so crazy, why he hated her mother so much, and why she had so naively thought that her father wanted to abandon her—a bitter smile appeared on the girl's lips. It turned out that her mother had betrayed her father.

So, what should she do now? What should she do? Would her family be destroyed? The bright and beautiful girl from Dongda University, clutching the corner of the blanket, stared blankly at the ceiling, her eyes vacant.

After a while, the door opened, and a weary-looking Lu Zhiyuan walked in carrying a steaming bowl of food. Upon seeing the now-awake Siyun, a smile immediately appeared on his face. He walked to the bedside, placed the bowl on the bedside table, and said, "Are you still dizzy? Are you still cold?"

Siyun turned her head, looking at the face she had seen for ten years. Now, fine lines were beginning to appear at the corners of her eyes, and stray white hairs could be seen among her black hair.

"Alright, you must be hungry. Come and eat something."

Lu Zhiyuan didn't notice the strange look in his daughter's eyes. He helped her sit up, propped her back with a pillow, and took the porcelain bowl from the table.

Lu Siyun saw white rice grains and red beans floating in it, along with finely chopped ginger. The pale porridge emitted a refreshing fishy aroma. Lu Zhiyuan handed it to Siyun, his eyes meeting hers briefly before quickly looking away. He met her gaze again, his lips moved silently, and he murmured softly, "I'm sorry."

Unbeknownst to her, her eyes were already brimming with tears. Lu Siyun didn't know why. Through her tears, she seemed to see a tall boy squatting beside a little girl, smiling at her, and saying loudly, "You must be little Siyun, so cute! Hello, my name is Lu Zhiyuan."

Tears welled up in her eyes, one drop, two drops, creating ripples in the bowl. In the shimmering light, the little girl looked up at the tall boy with her innocent face, her large, watery eyes sparkling. The boy gently stroked her cheek and smiled, "Don't worry, I'll come again next time." "Reading storybooks."

Siyun's hands trembled slightly as she picked up the porcelain bowl, took a sip of the hot porridge, and savored the delicious taste she remembered. With that taste in her mouth, the little girl timidly walked into the small room she had never been to before. The boy picked her up from behind and asked in her ear, "How is it? Siyun, this is your and your sister's room, are you satisfied?"

Large tears streamed down Lu Siyun's face, splashing into the bowl, the beans floating on the surface. She could vaguely hear the poem the boy had taught her, line by line: "Red beans grow in the south, in spring they sprout many branches, I wish you would gather more, for this is the most cherished token of love."

Seeing his daughter suddenly burst into tears, Lu Zhiyuan was at a loss. Just as he was about to turn away to give Siyun some space, the girl suddenly put down the porridge bowl, hugged her father's waist, and burst into loud sobs.

Lu Zhiyuan was stunned for a few seconds, then a slight smile appeared on his lips. He held his daughter's small head in his arms, gently stroking her silky long hair, just as he had done countless times before.

After a long while, Lu Siyun slowly stopped crying, carefully crawling out of her father's arms. Her shy, flushed face was washed clean by her tears, making her incredibly beautiful. The man glanced at the porcelain bowl and asked softly, "Do you want to finish your porridge?"

The girl shook her head, pouted, and said softly, "No, Dad, I want to take a bath. I feel all sticky."

"Okay, wait a moment."

Lu Zhiyuan went out to the bathroom, filled the tub with hot water, tested the temperature, returned to the room, lifted the covers, picked up his daughter, and carried her into the bathroom. Just as he put his daughter down and turned to leave, watching his departing figure, Siyun suddenly mustered her courage and made her final decision. She boldly grabbed Lu Zhiyuan's sleeve, her blushing face turned away, no longer daring to look at his expression.

The high-end European-style jacuzzi was filled with hot water, steam rising from the surface. Lu Siyun's face was flushed pink from the steam, her fair cheeks as if painted with blush, making her look incredibly endearing.

This wasn't just due to the steam; her head was now resting against Lu Zhiyuan's strong chest, his two strong arms passing under her armpits, his large, bronze hands grasping her full, white breasts.

She could hear the pounding of a heartbeat, unsure if it was her own or her father's.

Looking at the high bun of hair before him and the delicate body nestled in his arms, Lu Zhiyuan felt a sense of unreality, a feeling of déjà vu. But the soft, yielding breasts in his hands gave him the most real tactile sensation. Watching them float and sink on the water's surface and in his palm, a strange warmth ignited within him, driving away the cold ice.

Yesterday, at the moment Siyun collapsed, Lu Zhiyuan was truly terrified, as if he were about to lose this most precious treasure. Fortunately, his daughter was unharmed, and now she was in his arms, her smooth, beautiful back resting against his chest, her breasts, somewhat larger than those of an ordinary girl, held between his fingers. Her translucent skin had turned pink from the hot water, and her two erect, cherry-red nipples were pressed to the surface and then bounced back up. This beautiful sight was something only he could enjoy.

The initially warm atmosphere slowly shifted. The girl's breasts, caressed by her father, swelled and became even more supple. Her two delicate feet lightly touched his insteps underwater. This unintentional, gentle touch was more stimulating to Lu Zhiyuan than a striptease. His penis quickly rose, pressing against the girl's buttocks.

Noticing the change behind her, Lu Siyun's heart tightened. She bit her lip, but a soft "hmm" escaped her lips.

Hearing his daughter's soft moans, even though he couldn't see her from behind, Lu Zhiyuan could still imagine the shy yet alluring expression on her pure, lily-like face. His large hands tightened, squeezing out the water, leaving only her smooth, white breasts. The full breasts were pinched into ten indentations, and tender, juicy flesh squeezed between his fingers.

A different kind of forceful kneading came from her chest, and Siyun involuntarily kicked her legs up, her soft, boneless feet pressing firmly against Lu Zhiyuan's instep. Her tiny toes unconsciously darted between his toes, gently squeezing them together.

Lu Zhiyuan had never expected his daughter to have such a sensitive reaction; even a simple action had aroused her so much. His penis grew even harder, and he cupped her breasts in his hands, gently caressing them. In the warm water, the soft flesh of her breasts melted like cream in his palm, while the rosy nipples between his fingers were hard as pebbles. Rubbing them with his fingers sent shivers down the girl's lower abdomen. Her

slightly slender, fair body was partially visible in the water, her limbs swaying in the underwater light and shadow, tinged with a faint red, like an alluring underwater enchantress. A tuft of black hair floated between her long, beautiful legs, like tender seaweed, swaying and dancing with the movement of her body, teasing the probing gaze and concealing the even more alluring honeyed depths of her inner thighs.

Lu Zhiyuan slipped one hand inside, through the floating black seaweed, reaching for his daughter's most private place.

Her legs, which had just been slightly parted due to trembling, tightened instantly as if startled. The man, enjoying the feeling of his palm gripping her delicate flesh, whispered in Siyun's dripping ear in a low, slightly hoarse voice, "Relax..."

Lu Siyun, her private parts being attacked, tensed and clamped her thighs together, but the soft flesh on the inside of her thighs felt numb from her father's rough palm. Hearing Lu Zhiyuan's guiding voice in her ear, as if hypnotized, she slowly parted her tightly closed thighs.

The man finally reached the girl's most private place, using two fingers to separate the two thin labia, his middle finger slowly touching the soft flesh inside.

"Ah..."

The beautiful campus belle of Dongda University let out a soft moan of unbearable pleasure in the bathtub. Her labia, touched, immediately secreted arousal fluid, making the flesh slippery in the water. Under Lu Zhiyuan's gentle caress and teasing, a pearl within a mother-of-pearl was revealed. This bright red clitoris was immediately grasped by his large hand, gently pinched between two fingers.

"Ahhh..."

Lu Siyun suddenly threw her head back, her hair brushing against Lu Zhiyuan's neck. Her legs straightened, her cute toes clamping tightly around her father's toes. A stream of fluid, hotter than the pool water, spurted from her opening onto the man's hand.

The calm pool water instantly churned, everything becoming blurred in the white foam.

Her stiff body trembled for a moment before sinking back into the water. "Huff, huff..."

The girl lowered her face and breathed softly on the water's surface. Her once pure face was now as beautiful as a peach blossom, her cheeks flushed, and a thin, transparent thread hung from her red lips, creating a tiny, barely noticeable ripple on the water's surface.

Lu Zhiyuan's erection was already rock hard from stimulation. He held Siyun's waist with both hands, lifted her out of the water, aimed at her entrance, and sat down. "Ah..."

Siyun, still panting, let out a soft cry of pain, making Lu Zhiyuan stop immediately. He carefully asked, "What's wrong? Still in pain?"

Lu Siyun blushed and shook her head slightly, but Lu Zhiyuan was not reassured and said, "Get up, let me see."

"..."

The girl was too ashamed to move. Lu Zhiyuan thought this meant there was a serious problem, so he commanded again in a stronger tone, "Be good, get up, let me see."

Hearing her father's commanding tone, Siyun bit her lip and slowly got up, holding onto the steel pipe with her hands, kneeling in the bathtub with her back to her father. Her hands, hot from the passion, touched the cool steel pipe. The contrast between the heat and the cold created a sharp feeling in the girl's senses, and a tingling sensation flashed through her mind, making her let out a soft moan.

Her smooth back and pert buttocks were out of the water, her fair legs tightly pressed together, leaving only a dense red slit between her buttocks. This made Lu Zhiyuan chuckle softly. How could he examine her like this? Because of his concern for his daughter's health, his desire was temporarily suppressed, and his erection lowered its head.

Looking at Siyun's small back and buttocks, he commanded, "Spread your legs, let me see clearly, be good, hurry up."

The voice sounded like the words he used to coax Siyun, who was afraid of bitter medicine, into taking cold medicine when she was a child.

But this voice sounded different to Lu Siyun now. Her father's concerned words, coupled with her shameful actions, reminded the girl that her behavior was immoral. The shame from the bottom of her heart made her want to cry, but her body still trembled as she carried out his instructions, opening her legs, knees together, feet apart, and sticking out her trembling buttocks.

Now Lu Zhiyuan could finally see the stunning scenery between her legs. Her delicate anus was still a pale pink, the fine spiral rings tightly contracted at a single point, a drop of water still clinging to the opening. The crimson rose petals, parted by her open legs, revealed an alluring red slit, the edges of which were still clung to transparent strands and water droplets. This beautiful flower blooming on the water's surface shimmered with a glistening luster.

Water droplets continuously slid down her smooth skin, rolling into her buttocks and along the concave pink slit, then dripping from her protruding clitoris onto her damp pubic hair, finally flowing down the soft hair to the surface of the water, occasionally pulling out strands of transparent sticky fluid.

Lu Zhiyuan moved closer to her buttocks and saw slight red swelling on the delicate flesh inside her thin labia—the marks of his ravaging the previous night. His gaze was now focused on this spot, a feeling of remorse welling up inside him.

The man she called "Dad" was looking at her most private parts. Lu Siyun could feel the heat in his gaze, like a laser beam sweeping across her slender cleft. Although it wasn't the first time he had seen her, this was the first time she had willingly shown herself to him. Even the breath he exhaled made her tremble all over.

Lu Zhiyuan stretched out his slender fingers and slowly slid them down from her buttocks, touching the swollen area. He gently caressed it, asking with a hint of heartache, "Does it still hurt?" Having

her legs wide open, allowing a man to view her private parts, already made her feel incredibly ashamed. Now, the stinging yet tingling touch made her gasp for breath. Although her father loved her, how could a girl who had only recently lost her virginity answer? "Dad..."

That was all she could manage to say before she was too ashamed to speak further, her hands gripping the smooth steel pipe tightly, rubbing it incessantly.

Only then did the man realize what he was doing. His fingers were caressing his daughter's exquisite genitals. Her sweet, peach-like buttocks lay on either side, their white and pink hues enticing. The opening between them throbbed slightly, the rosy flesh glistening and translucent, like the most precious rubies, a treasure coveted by all.

The lines of his fingertips slid across that tender flesh, a slightly sour fragrance emanating from it, subtle and far less intense than the strong perfume of a fashionable woman, yet capable of arousing the deepest desires of a man. Thinking of this, his dragon instantly rose again, higher and harder than before.

Even as his daughter's pleading cries reached his ears, his hands didn't stop moving. He circled the jujube-shaped opening a few times before his fingers slid into the slightly parted flower path. The warm, moist sensation made him insert another finger. Two fingers twisted and turned inside the red, moist opening. The tight flesh seemed alive, the pearly mother-of-pearl gripping the intruder even tighter, sucking it in firmly.

"Ahhh..."

The sudden intrusion and her body's reaction made Lu Siyun tremble violently, her legs shaking uncontrollably. The intense stimulation and pleasure were completely unexpected and unprepared for. An electric current-like sensation surged from her private parts with her father's touch, the pleasurable feeling causing her to moan softly and uncontrollably.

Seeing her honest yet naive reaction, Lu Zhiyuan couldn't help but feel smug and a mischievous thought arose in his mind. Just after Siyun experienced a strong spasm of her vaginal muscles, he abruptly pulled out his finger. Watching the rapidly tightening vaginal muscles, before his daughter could even catch her breath, he parted her labia, found the already engorged and erect clitoris, and mischievously pinched it.

"Ahhh... Dad... Daddy..."

The pleasure that had accumulated inside Lu Siyun had already overwhelmed her, and now, like a sudden avalanche, it swept through her entire body. The violent impact made her body stiff, all her muscles trembling. After a few intense spasms, her hot vagina suddenly gushed out a large amount of fluid.

This unprecedented pleasure made her tremble and numb, almost unable to hold onto the steel pipe in her hands, her body about to fall into the water in front of her. She could only lower her body, stick her buttocks high, her nose almost touching the water's surface, and gasp for breath to alleviate the impact from her lower body.

But this revealed a different kind of beauty to Lu Zhiyuan. Her pink chrysanthemum opening and closing rhythmically with her movements, even more so than her vaginal opening, the tiny hole trembling. This unintentional, lewd action gave the man behind her an even stronger stimulation. Lu Zhiyuan couldn't help but use his other hand's thick thumb to press and rotate against her delicate chrysanthemum, pushing it inward.

"Ahhhhhh..."

Lu Siyun raised her head again, her body arching into a perfect bow shape, her moans reaching their peak. Now, she felt nothing but the intense sexual pleasure coursing through her body.

More translucent fluid gushed from her vagina, spraying out white juice continuously. Lu Zhiyuan, watching this wonderful process, forgot what he was doing. His daughter's excited love juice gushed out of her flower path like a tidal wave. Even from the outside, one could see the constant spasms inside her vagina, each contraction and reopening releasing a torrent of nectar.

The white, sticky fluid sprayed onto his body, hands, and face, and much of it landed on the water's surface, rippling from Si Yun's trembling body, creating beautiful waves. These ripples constantly broke and disappeared under the impact of the waves, only to unfold again.

It was unclear how long the spraying lasted, but the trembling flower finally slowly stopped. Lu Si Yun's fingers, gripping the steel pipe, were taut and white. Her disheveled hair had fallen down, obscuring her beautiful face. From behind, only clear saliva could be seen uncontrollably dripping from her rosy lips with each breath.

Her parted thighs continued to tremble slightly, her beautiful vulva unfolding like a rose, white nectar still clinging to her rosy petals. In this post-rain of passion, the flower had not withered but had become even more vibrant and alluring.

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